This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

Zheng Zhuang glanced at the young couple in front of him with some surprise. Although the two tried their best to hide it, they still could not escape his discerning eyes. They were undoubtedly cultivators.

Zheng Zhuang looked around again and found that there were several other cultivators hiding in the crowd. At this moment, their eyes were intentionally or unintentionally falling on him.

Judging from the fluctuations of their magical power, the young man in front of them and the middle-aged Taoist priest not far away should be at the so-called Foundation Establishment stage, while the others should only be at the Qi Refining stage. Hmm, a bunch of newbies!

This made Zheng Zhuang even more puzzled. With these people's cultivation level, it was impossible for them to see through his disguise.

Is it because of my outstanding appearance? Sigh, there's nothing I can do, I can't even keep a low profile!

Zheng Zhuang sighed inwardly, and was about to exchange a few pleasantries when the young woman in front of him suddenly exclaimed:

"Wow! What an adorable puppy!"

She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a round face and two small braids, which made her look cute and playful.

Zheng Zhuang then realized that he had been careless. When Mao Buduo turned into a puppy, a faint demonic aura would emanate from his body. These people must have noticed Mao Buduo's abnormality, which was why they focused their attention on him.

"Brother Zheng, please don't take offense. I am Ziying from the Iron Sword Sect. This is my junior sister, Qinghe. She's just like that, especially fond of small animals. I wonder where she got this puppy?" the young man said with a smile.

"I found it," Zheng Zhuang said casually.

Zheng Zhuang knew perfectly well that these two were trying to probe his capabilities, since who would carry a demon with them at all times?

"Oh? So it was found. Brother, look, my junior sister likes it very much. I wonder if you could part with it?" Ziying continued to probe.

“I also quite like it, but I’m afraid you two won’t be able to have your wish. I have other matters to attend to, so please excuse me.” Zheng Zhuang turned and left immediately.

"Senior brother, look at him! We're trying to help him, but he doesn't appreciate it. He's just a mortal carrying a demon with him; something bad is bound to happen sooner or later," Qinghe said, somewhat annoyed.

Zi Ying smiled slightly and said, "We can't blame him. Demons are good at bewitching people. He's just a mortal and he's been controlled without even realizing it. We'll just have to be careful once we go in."

Qinghe snorted and said, "When the time comes and that monster reveals its true colors, it will realize that we are doing this for its own good."

Zi Ying nodded and said, "The demonic aura on that creature is very weak and nothing to worry about. What I didn't expect was that a completely fabricated piece of news could attract so many cultivators."

Qinghe chuckled and said, "This is more interesting! Maybe there really is some treasure inside. We're here to train, how can we miss it?"

Ziying smiled helplessly: "You're just too playful. Don't forget the purpose of our trip: to investigate the 'Demon God Cult's' background, and..."

"And also, to prepare me for Foundation Establishment! Senior Brother, why are you even more long-winded than Master? Oh dear, look, that person went to find Wu Qiling." Qinghe quickly changed the subject.

Wu Qiling and Mo Gang's groups were discussing some details about going down into the tomb, while Old Cai was resting calmly in the pavilion nearby.

"What do you want?" someone stopped Zheng Zhuang.

Zheng Zhuang directly pulled out the iron plaque and said with a smile, "What are you all discussing? Could you tell me?"

Wu Qiling glanced at the iron plaque in Zheng Zhuang's hand, then at his attire, and smiled slightly, asking, "Brother, what is your name? Which sect or school do you belong to?"

Zheng Zhuang introduced himself in a mysterious and enigmatic manner: "Zheng Bayi, the Tomb Raider!"

"Mojin Xiaowei?"

Wu Qiling and Mo Gang exchanged a glance, then shook their heads slightly, indicating that they had never heard of it.

“Ahem, since this brother has an iron token, he can naturally listen in. May I ask what your expertise is? For example, my Wu family is good at breaking traps and mechanisms, while this Brother Mo is familiar with feng shui and terrain,” Wu Qiling said.

Zheng Zhuang smiled mysteriously and muttered:

"To find the dragon vein and divide the gold, look at the winding mountains; each winding mountain is a barrier. If there are a thousand dangers at the gate, there must be immortals living there."

Wu Qiling seemed to be deep in thought, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "Wonderful! Brother Zheng is a master! These few words seem simple, but they contain a lot of wisdom."

"No, no, my lineage of tomb raiders has only done some research on 'geomance and site location'."

"So good!"

Zheng Zhuang and Wu Qiling exchanged a few compliments, feeling as if they had known each other for a long time.

The group discussed for a while longer, and more and more people gathered around.

Zheng Zhuang had watched many tomb raiding movies and TV series in his previous life, and he had lived in ancient tombs for several years. He could occasionally chime in with a few words, which made everyone really believe that he had some skills.

After a while, Wu Qiling saw that many people were getting impatient, so he announced that they would set off.

The Immortal Tomb was not far from Yongning City. The group took a shortcut and arrived in about half a day.

Zheng Zhuang had always believed that the tomb was built by Dongfang Wuming, but Xiu'er told him that there was originally a large tomb here, and Dongfang Wuming only modified a part of it. The reason why divine consciousness was suppressed here was because of the cave where Dongfang Wuming first went into seclusion.

The cave did look ordinary and unremarkable, but Dongfang Wuming always felt that there must be something extraordinary about it, so he later converted it into the main burial chamber.

Based on what he had learned along the way, Zheng Zhuang discovered that what Xiu'er had said was indeed true; the tomb was much larger than he had imagined.

However, because his divine sense was suppressed, and because he had always felt that the ancient tomb was a prison, he had never properly explored it.

“Brother Zheng, the location of the Immortal Tomb has been basically determined. Originally, we planned to dig a tunnel to get in, but since you know how to ‘find the burial site,’ we would like to trouble you to help us find the entrance.”

"Of course, I can't let you work for nothing. How about you pick one of the treasures you find after you go in?" Wu Qiling pointed to several mountain paths in the distance.

Zheng Zhuang was slightly taken aback. He was just talking; he didn't know anything about superstition.

He instinctively wanted to refuse, but then he realized that everyone was staring at him, and it would be embarrassing to say no.

He suddenly recalled the scene he saw when he infused the iron plate with magic power. Combined with his knowledge of ancient tombs, it seemed that finding the entrance shouldn't be too difficult.

However, this only made him more confused. The person who made the iron plate probably didn't fully understand the situation of the ancient tomb, but wanted to lead them to a certain place in the ancient tomb. What was their purpose?

Zheng Zhuang couldn't figure it out, so he could only take it one step at a time.

"Zheng did his best!"

Zheng Zhuang nodded, then pretended to take out a compass, muttering incantations and swaying his head as he walked back and forth.

Suddenly, he stopped and gently tossed the few hairs out of the bag.

Mao Buduo drew an arc in the air and landed smoothly on the ground. It stretched out its nose to sniff, and then ran forward.

"Quick, follow it!"